what do I want?
I want to walk across golden bridges
with no fear
of the depthy bottoms
of a possible fate
a possible journey
to a
possible abrupt ending
to a
seemingless abrupt life
an
abrupt lifestyle-
in this nonsense we love
in this nonsense we create
in this nonsense of our dreams.

I want to speak with heart
and find an answer
I seek golden ritual
golden acceptance
an acceptence which seems
so far
yet, not so dear
not so worthy of a dream
not worthy of a past declaration

The gate lies at hand
and yet the key will always lie at
side, at rest, at refuge in
my soul.

Poison to their ears
Poison to their eyes
that's what these calls
these cries
are
for they are forbiden truths
hidden truths
in this everescent paradise
which they create with their bodies
hiding their souls, hiding their hearts
but I am one of the few
the few out there
forever out
forever abrazened
out of glory's hands
and into the hands of truth
the invisible hand which touches us
and keeps us from that wonderful
dreamworld which we all seek
heveans gates are so close
the golden gates are open
yet the hand ceases to release
for the mind ceases to be